St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-06-12

" 6fskN y there by the Seine
r. gG - the man and woman,
%- rich, well known,
in the prime of life and married only
the preceding year, though at the time
of marriage the wife had been widow
more than three years. Noon knew of
their having any enemies, and they had
certainly not been robbed. 1t looked as
if they might have been thrown into the
river from passing barge, after having
been struck and stunned or killed with
some sort of sharp iron instrument.
The inquest had
-'~@ FAILED TO DEVELOP
a clew, and the boatmen of the neigh
bOrhoOd, though closely Intercepted,
knew nothing. The inquiry was
about to be abandoned as useless,
when a young carpenter from an adj
joining village by the name of Georges
Louis, nicknamed ''Le Bourgeois -
come into Chaton and gave himself up
as the murderer. "a'
To all their questioning, however, he
only replied that he had known the man
for two years, the woman for six
months; they were customers OF his,
and had frequently come to him to have
antique furniture repaired, because he
was known to be exceedingly Skiliful at
the work.
''And your reason for killing them?''
''Simply because | wanted to kill
them!" and they were unable to draw
from him another word.
1.-The prisoner said the village Cos
sips, twas a natural child, put out to
nurse and then abandoned" But
whether he was or not, he had no other
name than Georges Louis, or LIE Bour-
gels, a title ironically bestowed upon
him by his comrades because of hiSrare
intelligence and native. refinement, so
out Of keeping with their own tastes
and his surroundings. He was certainly
remarkably adroit at the work of join
cry, the trade that he had adopted. He
also carved little in wood, and was
known to be an ardent partisan of com.
munistic doctrines, perhaps even a
nihiliSt, an Unsuitable reader of roman
tic adventures and bloody dramas, and
ready speaker at the public meetings
of worlingmen and peasants! Such
was the history of Georges Louis, a
murderer by his own confession, at the
time the trial opened. -i+lJ. l-iB ,IsqH'
The advocate, as stated at the outset.
had pleaded insanity. 1t was the only
possible explanation of the crime, and
of the fact that this workman had killed
two of his best patrons, wealthy and
liberal to fault in all their dealings
with him, for he had admitted having
done for them great deal of expensive
work in the past few months, and for
no reason at all save that he wanted to
kill Them" Yes, insanity was undOubt-
edly the cause of it. The fixed idea of a
strange, irresponsible being to avenge
himself upon individuals, for his hatred
of the mass showed itself in every de-
tail of this uncalled-fOr murder, and the
advocate made skillful allusion in
support of his theory to the name lie
Bourgeois, bestowed by his comrades
upon the abandoned one.
''IS it not sarcasm?' he cried. ga
sarcasm calculated to excite still more
this unfortunate youth, this child with
out father and without mother, this en-
thu SiaStic republica as he was known
to be? Perhaps he was more than this
perhaps he was a member of the polit-
ical party that until the present time
was et
TREATED, TO BULLETS,
dagger-thrustS and sentences to trans
portation for life-a party in which
arson is principle and murder simple
means. These miserable doctrines, as
now proclaimed in open meeting, have
destroyed this man. He has listened to
red-handed republicans, to women even
yes, meSSSieurS, to mountaineering for
the life of Gambetta, for the life of
Grevy, until his mind has been upset,
his reason dethroned and he has thirsted
for bl0Od-yes, for blood. But it is not
upon him that the blame should be laid:
it is not he upon whom condemnation
should fall-itiS the communicable COM
mune that is the cause of ALI
AS the advocate concluded a murmur
of applause ran through the court room,
Every one felt that he had won his
cause, and the prosecuting attorney at
tempted no reply. ,sC-
Accused" said the judge at last, adj
dressing the customary question to the
prisoner, ACCUSED, have you ought to
say in your own defense?"
The prisoner, man small in stature.
white as linen, and with eyes gray, clear
and Intelligent, rose to his feet, the
strong and sOnOrOuS voice, coming from
so frail a body. changing at once the
opinion that had been formed of him.
He spoke loudly, with deliberatiOn and
decision. and so distinctly that his
slightest word made itself audible to the
furtheSt end of the mammoth hall.
''Mons. President" said he, las do
not wish to go into house for fools or
madmen, but
PREFER THE GUILLOTINE,
will tell you everything. killed this
man and this woman, as 1've already
admitted, and killed them because they
were my father and my mother. Now,
listen to me and Judge. me. Once upon
time, and not LONG ago, a woman gave
birth to son and sent him away to be
nursed, knowing only into what country,
her accomplish had carried the Innocent
little being condemned to eternal mis-
cry, the shame of illegitimacy, yes, moreJ
than that-t0 death, for the nurse to-
whom they had abandoned him, failing,
to receive her monthly stipend, cast himi
out to perish. to suffer with hunger, to die
of neglect. But the woman found and
rescued me, for 1 was that child; was
honest, far more honest, womanly and
loving than she who was really my
mother. She cared for me and brought
me up, though it would have been in
fnitely better had she left me to perish
me, the miserable Outcast, thrown into
the outskirts of the village common, as
they throw the rest of the refuse and
filth.
"And ] grew up with the vague i'm
preston that l carried about me stain;
a something to be ashamed of. One day
one of the other children called me
bastard! He did not, it is true, know
the meaning of the word, caught from
the lips of older ones at home, nor at the
time did /, but instinctively, as it were,
understood and felt the insult. Twas,
though l say 1t myself, one of the most
intelligent scholars of the school, and l
would have been Mons. President, an